Who wants to help write a successful book?
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Thread Topic: Who wants to help write a successful book?
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"Look, I get it," He said. "You hate me, and honestly, I don't blame you. That was a really stupid thing to do, tell your parents. I'm sorry. But I had to come out at some point too, and that wasn't easy. Might as well come out with someone by your side." He stuck a hand out, waiting for my response.
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I wasn’t going to let that get past me. He assumed things and spread the rumors. He can take it if I am bitter for a while. Suddenly Avery walks in and Mr. Mason announces to the whole class, “Your late Miss. Hyde. Take a seat next to Mr. Jameson, if you will.” Mr. Jameson being the disciplinary team, but he was right next to me so that means I’m left staring at Avery again. I start to take in her size and length. She has long legs, and I can see a write up in her ripped pocket. I wonder what that’s from. I look to Mackenzie but then remember, we don’t talk anymore. I turn away and Mr. Mason says to start. I continue to paint and I find that I am adding details to the girl, and she kind of looks like Avery. Dark black almost red hair. Dark brown pools for her eyes. Right now she’s tight lipped so I ended up painting the girl with tight lips. Oh, how I wish I was painting history with Avery… Wait what? Stop thinking about d**n Avery. She’s not for you, neither is any girl. You are straight. Mr. Jameson gets up and takes Lisa Hathaway to go get some ice for her finger which she somehow cut with a ‘sharp’ paintbrush. Mr.Mason calls “class over. Please turn in your painting’s to my desk, and the best one will be put up in the hallway.” He smiles. I get up quickly but then realize nobody else is getting up.
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I walk over to his desk and put my painting on his desk, then grabbed my backpack. I saw Avery look at me, shocked. "You're done already?" She whispered. I nodded, and realized I was blushing. Crap. I rushed out of class, embarrassed. My next class is history, which I have with Andrew. That's going to be REALLY awkward.
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I rush to history, and sit in my seat right as the bell to start class rang. Andrew sits in the seat behind me, and I can almost feel his eyes burning into my skin. I pull out the homework we had to do before, and realize I didn't even start on it!
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I look back to see Andrew did finish his. Of course the one class he could finish homework in. What happened to me? I rush the start to finish page and Mrs. Libby walks in and pulls up something in the board.
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I write down stuff as quick as possible, but on the final question, I stopped. I had no idea what the answer was! I panicked, trying to figure out what on earth the question meant, when someone asked softly. "Need help on that question?" I nodded, then looked up to see who it was, and my heart nearly stopped.
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It was Avery. The one time she decides to socialize, it’s with me. Now, when I have a ‘crush’ on her. OMG!!! Why!? She sits next to me and puts her hand over mine. I kind of black out and just stare at her. I can hear her AirPods playing and how light her breathing is. She puts her phone on the table and gives me a little smirk. I glance at her phone and see she’s listening to a song called Little Miss Perfect by Write out Loud. The question is During the Holocaust, when was the Dachau camp opened? She tells me, “C. March 20, 1993. That’s the answer.” I look at her and when she looks me straight in the eye I put the answer down. The teacher comes over and I hand her my homework. Avery does to. I see hers when she hands it in and she didn’t do any of it! The teacher looks at us suspiciously, but walks off. Avery turns towards me, and starts to stare in my direction though every time I look, she seems to be looking at the status wall or something near it. We just read our AR today while the teacher grades today’s homework. Finally when she’s done after ten minutes of watching Avery stare at something, the teacher gives the homework back out. When I get mine I see I got a 82%. Avery got 10%. I see her paper, and it turns out, the last one was answered. Huh. The teacher starts writing stuff and I lose control when suddenly Avery’s hand snakes around me and I find myself in a forceful kiss. I kiss back quite passionately. She pulls away, so I do too. She awkwardly smiles at me and everybody in the room except the teacher is staring at us.
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My face gets hot, and I'm staring at her, jaw dropped.
"Was that too much?" She asked, smiling like crazy. I shake my head. She blushed a bit, then looked behind me, and seemed to shrink insecurely. I looked back, and immediately realized why. Andrew was glaring at us, face red and fists clenched. If looks could kill, he'd be in jail for life. Avery looked at me shyly, then hurriedly walked back to her seat. -
He turned to me, eyes piercing into mine. "Why would you kiss her, of all people?!" He exclaimed.
"She kissed me." I responded, breathless. Andrew's face turned the color of an overripe tomato. "You didn't pull away." He muttered, angrier than I've ever seen him. I nodded. "Got a problem with that?" I asked then turned around before he could reply. -
he yells, "Yeah, I do. you're gay!" and the teacher finally pays attention. "We don't talk that way Andrew..." I cut her off and turn around to face him. "I'm not gay. Cause if being gay means I have to like boys, especially boys like you, I would rather be lesbian!" I pulled Avery in to kiss her again, but she pushed back for a little bit. I look at her and suddenly she's on me. i see Andrew get up and leave the room and hear the teacher go after him. the rest of the class is whispering among themselves.
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Avery is looking at me a little wide eyed. she asks me, "do you want to be my girlfriend?" and immediately i say, "yes."
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She beamed. "Awesome." She whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear.
When the teacher finally came back, Andrew wasn't with her. She said he had been sent to the office, and was lucky if he only got a detention. I laughed despite myself, and Mrs. Libby looks at me and Avery sternly. "Don't think you're off the hook either." -
"kissing publicly. i don't care who you are, or who your kissing. don't kiss in my class." she continued on.
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"Detention, 30 minutes after school." She looked at Avery funny. "I know YOU know the way."
Avery nodded, looking at me. "Sorry I got you in trouble." I just shook my head. I've never had detention before, but I didn't mind that much. The only problem was how I was going to get a ride...
"I can walk you home," She offered. "Or call an Uber to drive you home, whatever works." -
"that's ok. i would love that." i say blushing like crazy now. she smiles and i try to figure out how to tell my dad how i got detention.
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